The Bonds of Trust, Chapter 12

When Kori returned she found me on all fours. I’d kept my nightgown & panties on. I caught sight of myself in the mirror, turned the other way and tightly closed my eyes. I was a little embarrassed. And I felt presumptuous even after Kori’s admonishment minutes earlier. Ugh. This would take a lot of getting used to that was for certain.

“Hmmmmmmm. So that is the position, eh? Are your eyes closed, Matthew?”

“Yes. I’m sorry.” I sheepishly acknowledged. Did she just say ‘Matthew?’

“That’s ok. No apology necessary. I know this is quite different & most difficult for you. So, we’ll just take all the time we need. You behave in the manner that makes you most comfortable and I’ll strive extra hard to be understanding and empathetic. Yes, I will try to draw you out consistently, but, I won’t rush you. The journey. Our journey is a good portion of the fun. Is it not, Matthew?”

“It is.” I piped up.

“I’ll be coming around to that side of the bed momentarily.”

She drew the curtains open and the lights from The Strip immediately lit the room. I felt a little exposed, but, successfully fought the urge to lower my butt and hide under the blankets.

I felt her moving closer to me. She quickly slipped a blindfold over my head that covered my eyes.

“You can open your eyes now, Matthew.” She giggled.

Then just as quickly the head of her cock attempted to move between my closed lips. Almost instinctively I opened my mouth in tacit acceptance. This cock was different. It was a little bigger. I struggled to get my lips around the head, and succeeded.

“You just open up for it like you’ve done so all your life.” She commented without emphasis of tone. Something is wrong, I said to myself.

She was more aggressive now. I’d gathered that right off. She exerted pressure for me to take more of her cock. I tried mightily to please us both and let her push her shaft inside my mouth. It was close to the back of my throat when I stopped her by gripping the remaining shaft with my right hand.

She softly chuckled in response. “You are indeed a cutie-pie. That’s for certain.” She then withdrew from my mouth.

I felt discombobulated because of the blindfold. And so terribly self conscious.

“Matthew, I want you to roll over on your back and put the back of your head on the edge of the bed instead of by the headboard. I’ll help you.”

Together we got me into the proper position that Kori was aiming for.

“That’s perfect. Now open your mouth, Matthew. Wider. A little wider.” When I’d complied, she climbed onto the bed and straddled me head to toe. I could sense her body was naked and it was very warm. She then moved her bottom over my face and her ball sack fell onto my mouth & nose. Again, almost instinctively I knew what to do and started smelling & licking her there. The sack was very warm & heavy. I felt two large balls inside the bag. I rolled them around with my tongue as best I could.

I wanted to reach and touch with my fingers, but, something told me I shouldn’t. That it was forbidden to touch her in such a manner at this juncture.

“Ummmmm, that feel’s so good, Matthew. You’re such a naughty boy for so early of a morning. Shame on you, Matthew. I bet you never thought you’d be performing such a lewd act a week ago, huh?”

I wanted to respond, but, my mouth was full of her scrotum.

She softly laughed again at my plight. “You don’t have to answer. You have your hands full, or, rather I should say your mouth full.”

She’d lifted off me, and climbed from the bed. But, she didn’t move. She just stood at the bedside. I could feel her eyes upon me. The silence was intimidating. It went on for what seemed like minutes.

“You wanted to touch me, didn’t you, Matthew?” How did she know? I said to myself.

“Yes.” ‘Matthew,’ again. What’s up with all the ‘Matthews?’ I said to myself. My heart rate immediately rampaged. Oh, no. Dread sprung forth from somewhere deep within my body.

“Then why didn’t you?”

“Because I thought you wouldn’t want me to.”

“Have you ever been spanked as an adult, Matthew?

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“Yes. Last night out in the living room.”

“Yes, I know that. But, prior to last night have you ever been spanked as an adult?”

“No.”

“I didn’t think so.”

Again, total silence ensued, though she hadn’t moved. I could feel her presence. It was an incredibly daunting feeling.

“Take your nightgown & panties off, Matthew. Leave the blindfold alone.” Her voice had flattened. It was without emotion.

“Kori?”

No answer. Just silence.

“I won’t ask twice, Matthew.”

I removed my nightgown and my cotton panties. I started to lay back down.

“Reassume your chosen position.”

She assisted me as once again I was on all fours. My chest had begun to tighten and the thought of crying beckoned from close in.

“You like men, don’t you, Matthew?”

“Please, Kori, don’t.”

“Last warning, Matthew. There will not be another.”

“Yes.”

“I already knew that, Matthew. Just wanted to see if you would admit to it.”

“If I brought a man up here, would he find you dressed acting as a girl, or, would he find you dressed?”

I didn’t want to answer, but, I was afraid of what would happen if I didn’t.

“Dressed.”

“I already knew that, Matthew. Just wanted to see if you would admit to it.”

“Who do you like better in sexual matters, Matthew, men or women?”

“Women.”

“You’re absolutely positive of that, Matthew?”

“Yes.”

“I already knew that, Matthew. Just wanted to see if you’d let me intimate you out of it.”

A blow from a paddle like object hit me square across the backside.

“Oh, no!” My voice had cracked & risen.

I waited for another blow. And I waited. I could hear no sound whatsoever.

She quickly attached an apparatus around my head and stuffed a large rubber ball into my mouth. She tightened it up in mere moments. I couldn’t speak at all.

“If you move your hands or your knees from that mattress even a 1/2 inch we’ll depart for San Diego within the hour. You’ll answer my questions from this point forward with your bottom. Wiggle it once for [yes]. Wiggle it twice for [no].

“Did you get that, Matthew?”

Forgetting her instructions I mumbled thru the ball gag in the affirmative.

A second blow from the paddle caught me in the same place as the first one did. The strength of the hit had increased.

I quickly wiggled my bottom once.

“Now, we’re on the same page.”

“Do you want to return to San Diego tonight, Matthew?”

I quickly wiggled it twice.

“I already knew that, Matthew. Just wanted to see if you would admit to it.”

“How bout my middle name, Matthew, are you ready to speak it aloud?”

“I quickly wiggled it twice.”

“I had my doubts on that one. 50/50 I figured. It’s early yet though. A little after 4AM. Let’s see how you feel about returning to San Diego and/or giving my middle name common air, say a little after 5AM.”

I’d forgotten about ‘Renee.’ I had an out. I wouldn’t use it though. No way. But, at least I had it in reserve.

“You’re going to need this……trust me.” She quickly parted my cheeks and inserted what felt like a butt plug into my bottom. Thank God, it wasn’t too big. Thank God, it was lubricated. ‘trust me?’ This isn’t right, Matt. This is wrong. Make her stop.

“I’m taking San Diego off the option list. Lay down flat on your stomach. Spread your hands & feet out wide. I immediately complied to her commands. Within a matter of several minutes I was tied tightly spread eagle to the bed. Goddamn it, she’d obviously done this before, I berated myself. I was in trouble, and now I’d blown my chance at San Diego by waiting. I still had ‘Renee.’ Just say it, dude, just mumble it thru the gag and this will all end. Then you can walk up and see Tussaud’s tomorrow afternoon by yourself like you’d planned a week ago. Then over to “New York, New York” and that old fashioned Coney Island arcade they’d put upstairs that you liked so much. Do it, Matt. Just say it.

But, I remained mute.

“You still have my middle name left, Matthew.” She could read my freakin’ mind.

“I knew when I gave you that option, you’d never use it. Just confirming what I already knew to be an indelible truth.”

“And I so like the sound of my middle name. It’s sexy. Isn’t it, Matthew?”

I wiggled it once. When I did the plug dislodged a fraction of an inch. Thank goodness. It had become uncomfortable.

“When it falls out completely, I’m going to immediately replace it with what you were sucking on a little while ago. Did you realize you that, Matthew?”

I wiggled it twice without bearing down first. You fool, I castigated myself. It emerged another 1/2 inch or so.

“Oops.” She laughed aloud. “Obviously, the end is imminent, so, I’m going to finish my preparations.” She reached around my waist and grabbed my cock. I was swollen & dripping pre come. Her hand was warm & covered in lubricant. She’d massaged my cock & balls with her hand to the point where I was ready to burst when she suddenly ceased.

“Lucky you, Matthew. You know what would’ve have happened if you’d a come, don’t you?”

I quickly wiggled it once. Goddamn it, I’d forgotten again to clench up before I wiggled. It slipped another portion. This time more than the other movements combined.

“When it pops out, do you want me to fuck your ass, or, your pussy again? Ass is one wiggle. Pussy is two wiggles.”

I wiggled it once. Fuck me, I’d forgotten again and the plug dislodged it from my anus. It was just standing up in my crack. Any further movement and it would topple over & she’d know. Goddamn it.

She laughed. “Looks like you’re fucked, huh, Matty?” Now she’d returned to the use of the kinder ‘Matty’ I thought to myself as I absentmindedly wiggled it again. Oh, my God, it toppled over and fell onto the mattress. You stupid ass. How many times before you learn. Now it was too late.

I felt her climb onto the bed and gather in close to where my bottom was exposed.

“Just bite down on the ball, Matthew.”

She took me in a single long, deep drive. I felt it in the very core of my being. I yelled, but, only heard a faint echo in the center of my brain. The ball gag had been effective.

She pinned me to mattress with the flat of both her hands to the small of my back, just about where her name was tattooed. She then worked me, varying the degree & depth of her surges. The tears came then, in literal sheets. And I know, I know, it’s ridiculous to claim such, but, the tears were just as much from the joy of abandonment & total surrender as they were from the pain & humiliation of that early morning.

During the entire ordeal after she’d breached me I never lost a single millimeter of length. To the contrary, length & girth expanded until I felt as if I’d blast into a million tiny parts on that bed.

Just as I was about to release onto those sheets from the very soul of my heart, Kori, with a single touch of her hand released the gag and it fell from my mouth.

“He’ll be here tonight.” She quietly hissed into my ear.

I sobbed as uncontrollably as I’d ever had as my life force ran thru my cock and then out into the world.